I apologize for the lack of actual Dany/Ned content….

Catelyn

When she heard her daughter speak, her heart broke. She knew that her kids wouldn't be the same after the war, but a small part of her hoped that things could be as good as they were before it all happened. She wished that her family would be together once again.

Her husband was back, her eldest son was alive, her daughter was alive, and they were together. But her other daughter was still a hostage, and her youngest sons were dead.

She would give anything to see her family together and alive once again, safely in Winterfell.

But it was too late.

She would even be happy to see Jon. She hated the boy, but he would bring some sort of familiarity, some normality to their lives. But he was at the Wall, unable to help the family.

And she blamed herself for it. Perhaps if she hadn't been so hateful, the boy would be beside Robb. Fighting by his side, keeping him out of trouble.

No matter how much she hated Jon, she couldn't deny that he was more responsible and careful than Robb. Always quiet and thoughtful, not wild.

How she wished she could go back and fix everything...

But it was too late. And now all she could do is pray and hope for the best.

After the awful dinner she closed herself in her room and tried to think of what to do next.

Being alone, brought all sorts of thoughts into her head.

She felt as though she couldn't trust Daenerys Targaryen. But the young Queen saved her son and her husband, even though Starks were enemies of Targaryens.

Something was wrong with Ned. He never hid anything from her, but now it seemed as though he was constantly keeping something from her. He stayed by the queen's side. She supposed it was because he served her now, and she saved him. But the longer she looked at the two, the more shady thoughts came to her mind.

At first she didn't see it. Of course she didn't see it. Afterall half of the men in their army looked at her with distrust, while the others with that look that Ned had.

It was a mix of amazement and desire.

At first she threw these thoughts out of her mind, but then she noticed that he was distancing himself from her and their son. And then she saw him execute the traitors. He looked as wild as Brandon did when fighting. It wasn't bloodlust. It was the thrill to kill someone. The feeling of might when they overpower their opponents.

Ned never had that woolfish look in his eyes, and they have been married for 18 years. But ever since returning from Essos, he constantly had that glint in his grey eyes.

And it bothered her.

But she didn't dare question him. Because she knew she would only get more lies.

When the Queen asked for a private meeting with Robb and her, she was surprised. The dragon queen didn't seem especially fond of her son, and didn't bother spending too much time in his company.

Then she mentioned heirs. And everything became even more suspicious than before.

The time for the meeting with the Queen came quickly after dinner and a guard came to escort her.

Robb and Ned were already there, alongside them was Ser Barristan, and her uncle.

She took her seat beside her husband and they all waited quietly for the Queen.

Minutes passed, and daenerys Targaryen was nowhere to be seen.

Robb was already up and walking around the room, even though he didn't speak, the annoyance was clearly visible on his face.

Catelyn took a deep breath before speaking.

"Perhaps if the Queen is busy, we can arrange a different time for this meeting."

Barristan shook his head.

"The Queen had to tend to her dragons. She will be here shortly."

Robb let out a heavy breath and slopped down onto his chair.

Catelyn leaned back a little bit and tried to relax.

She looked around. Ned was his stoic self as usually, and her uncle was his usual confident or perhaps slightly arrogant self.

Before anyone else could say something the doors opened and the white haired woman entered. They all stood up, and politely said "your grace", bowing their head slightly.

The queen smiled.

"I apologize for being late. My children aren't used to Westerosi temperatures."

She took her spot at the head of the table and everyone sat down.

The dragon queen looked around before continuing.

"I know that we have already discussed the battle plans, and the upcoming wars. And most of you think that the conversation about heirs could wait until the throne is mine. However, I decided that we need to decide who will take my place in case of my death during one of the upcoming battles. I will be riding Drogon, so there is always a chance of death."

Robb nodded.

"Of course your grace."

Daenerys nodded once.

"I wished to name you, Robb Stark, however you expressed your desire to return North. Therefore I name Eddard Stark my heir for the time being."

Robb stood up.

"You can't! My father will return with me to the North!"

Catelyn looked at her husband, who didn't seem bothered by the announcement.

He let out a heavy breath and looked at Robb.

"You have ruled the North well in my stead. I have already agreed with Daenerys."

Her uncle turned to Robb.

"Sit down. Your father will be a temporary heir. He will return North with you. This is a simple formality."

But Robb didn't sit down. Instead he continued.

"And what about after? When the war ends? Who will be your heir then?"

Daenerys didn't move. She simply looked up at Robb.

"I have not yet decided. I cannot have children. Therefore I will choose someone later, who is worthy of being King or Queen."

Everyone froze. The Queen couldn't have children? So she didn't have and couldn't have heirs? So this was the purpose of this meeting?

Robb's face softened slightly.

"My apologies, your grace, I didn't know. However that doesn't resolve any problems."

Daenerys leaned back slightly.

"This is why I asked you all to come here today. Until I find an heir, Eddard Stark will be my heir, in case of my death. If you have any other propositions, then I am listening."

Robb sat down and looked lost in his thoughts.

If the Queen couldn't have children then the Targaryen line would die out after her. This would cause much trouble once she became Queen of Westeros.

Catelyn looked away from her son, and looked at the Queen.

"I don't mean to disrespect your grace, but are you sure you can't have children?"

The Queen looked saddened for a second.

"I lost my child Rhaego. A witch cursed me. I am sure."

Catelyn nodded.

She felt bad for the young Queen. She knew what it was like to lose a child. She has already lost two of her sons, and could sympathize with her.

A few seconds passed before the Dragon Queen stood up.

"I believe we are finished here, unless anyone has any other concerns they wish to discuss."

Everyone stood up and bowed as the dragon Queen left the room, with Ser Barristan following her. Brynden Tully left the room later, leaving the Starks alone.

Robb placed both his hands on the table and leaned onto it, letting out a heavy sigh.

"I thought you didn't want to return south after the war..."

Catelyn looked sadly at her son and then at her husband.

When the war was over, he would once again leave them if the dragon Queen died. Of course the Queen was well protected, but flying around on a dragon was not safe now that the Lannisters had the scorpions placed on the city walls.

Ned let out a heavy breath.

"She doesn't have an heir. And out of all the people she trusts, I am the only one who knows how to rule. I do not wish to return to King's Landing, but I already promised her I would."

Catelyn huffed. At least he didn't say "I don't have a choice". The words he spoke to her when he left with Robert to be his hand. If he said those words now, she didn't even know what she would have done.

She was angry, as was Robb. She hid her anger, but Robb didn't even try.

"Of course you did! Because some southern Queen is more important than family! What about your duty to the North?!"

Ned glared at his son.

"You speak to me of duty? You married a woman from volantis breaking your promise to Walder Frey. And because of that, you almost lost the war! You were almost slaughtered at the wedding! Because you didn't do your duty!"

Robb straightened his back.

"I loved her! I didn't want to marry a nameless Frey!"

"And you think I wanted to marry your mother? I loved another woman, and your mother loved my brother. But we did our duty. Love came later."

Robb clenched his jaw. Ned rarely mentioned Ashara Dayne.

He seemed to forget for a moment that she didn't love Ned when they met.

She loved Brandon. The handsome and strong Brandon. And Ned wanted Ashara. But then the rebellion began. Brandon was killed. And Ned was forced to take his place, and her as his wife. But over the years they learned to love each other.

"It was war. Talisa was the only comfort I had."

Her husband shook his head and was about to say something, but she interrupted him.

"We don't have time for this! We don't have the time to fight amongst ourselves. It is too late to change anything."

She turned to her husband.

"I am not happy… I am angry that you might have to leave us once again, but there is no point in discussing this right now. Nothing has happened yet. The Queen is alive and the war has not yet been won. We will talk more about this when the Lannisters are dead."

Ned let out a heavy breath and nodded once.

Robb clenched his jaw and kept glaring at his father, but he nodded and tried to keep his face calm.

This war was nowhere close to its end.

They would have to destroy the Lannisters, deal with the Westerlands army led by Tywin Lannister, then return North to deal with Theon and take back Winterfell. And once Daenerys sat on the throne, they would have to deal with the Tyrells and Martells.

By her estimations, they would not see peace until a couple more years. And even then, things would never be as they were before.